Her Touch
My skeleton rages with confusion and anger
My mind and soul are lost in their thoughts
Why? Why are we here
What have we done to ear this eternity with nothing but eachother
We are lost in oblivion
She takes my hand and I feel her
Soothing my soul is her endeavor
She calms me and sooths my fiery spirit
With her I fall
With her I fail to emit the Hell of one thousand suns
Her joy fills my hateful carcus with love and peace
She is the one who I cannot live without
I transform from a fiery amber to the frost of a winter flake of snow
She calms me
She is my key
This poem is about:
Me
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